Hey, some of the other rifters are a lot worse. Have you even heard the Head Healer sometimes?

( Her eyes flicker down to the unlit cigarette — feels that itch in the back of her throat for a smoke, maybe she should’ve brought along some elfroot to calm down the other woman, too — but then she readjusts her grip on the little menace in her arms. )

You gonna invite me in? You can rescue me from this cat like you promised.